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Madoff was unmoved. He was past apologizing. In prison, he crafted his own version of events. From MCC, Madoff explained the trap he was in. “People just kept throwing money at me,” Madoff related to a prison consultant who advised him on how to endure prison life. “Some guy wanted to invest, and if I said no, the guy said, ‘What, I’m not good enough?’?” One day, Shannon Hay, a drug dealer who lived in the same unit in Butner as Madoff, asked about his crimes. “He told me his side. He took money off of people who were rich and greedy and wanted more,” says Hay, who was released in December. People, in other words, who deserved it. –“Bernie Madoff, Free at Last,” Steve Fishman, New York
As a child growing up in Whittier, California, Raymond’s mother attended Bible study classes with Richard Nixon’s sister in the Nixon household. There, the participants spoke in tongues, and eventually lapsed into trances. She also described how the Nixon family kept a “Wailing Wall” inside their home where they cried, prayed, and flailed….Raymond’s mother suffered a nervous breakdown, and was placed in a Pasadena hospital (the name and location of which she cannot remember) where the repeated use of electroshock treatments and Sodium Pentothal completely erased her memory. These procedures occurred in the mid-1950s at a time when MK-ULTRA experiments were being performed on private citizens without their consent. A decade later, it’s likely that Sirhan Sirhan underwent his MK-ULTRA conversion at the same facility. To date, Raymond isn’t sure if his mother was definitively targeted, or simply a random subject for these demented doctors. –“The Mystery Man Behind Evidence of Revision,” Victor Thorn, Paranoia: The Conspiracy Reader
Jewcy: You’ve been pretty busy the last few weeks? We caught your master on CNN yesterday, and read the Haaretz interview with him today.
Let me tell you something, I’m sick of this guy. Every three seconds somebody wants his opinion on “flotilla this” or “Israeli boycott that.”
You have your work cut out for you.
Well that’s obvious. One day the guy publishes an essay criticizing American Jews and their handling of Israel, that flotilla thing goes down and suddenly I can’t get any Me time.
It’s pretty crazy. As Mr. Beinart’s smart phone, do you have any comments on the article or the Middle East?
Listen buddy, I’m gonna level with you: I’m just a Blackberry. I know I do a million amazing things, but I don’t deal with that stuff. When Peter pulls up his article on The Daily Beast today, I’m just not going to pay attention. Politics ain’t my thing. –“Exclusive Interview With Peter Beinart’s Blackberry,” Jason Diamond, Jewcy
More from TedRoss:
I recently spent a semester teaching writing at an elite liberal-arts college. At strategic points around the campus, in shades of yellow and green, banners displayed the following pair of texts. The first was attributed to the college’s founder, which dates it to the 1920s. The second was extracted from the latest version of the institution’s mission statement:
The paramount obligation of a college is to develop in its students the ability to think clearly and independently, and the ability to live confidently, courageously, and hopefully.
Let us take a moment to compare these texts. The first thing to observe about the older one is that it is a sentence. It expresses an idea by placing concepts in relation to one another within the kind of structure that we call a syntax. It is, moreover, highly wrought: a parallel structure underscored by repetition, five adverbs balanced two against three.
Percentage of Britons who cannot name the city that provides the setting for the musical Chicago:
An Australian entrepreneur was selling oysters raised in tanks laced with Viagra.
A naked man believed to be under the influence of LSD rammed his pickup truck into two police cars.
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“Shelby is waiting for something. He himself does not know what it is. When it comes he will either go back into the world from which he came, or sink out of sight in the morass of alcoholism or despair that has engulfed other vagrants.”